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❝ — i knew of only white. dove feathers. ugly ( d u c k l i n g ) molting its old self to morph into a swan, wings spread wide, a vision of white. milk-colored table cloths. white dresses for sunday church, satin bow tied up in my hair. i knew of...

[wclfes]

you'll marry xander

“Deny. I think one failed attempt at marriage is enough for any relationship. We are not meant to be, besides I think he could care less about me. I have not spoken to him in over a month, he ignored my attempt to talk to him.”

[fkclou]

anonymously make an assumption about me and i'll confirm/deny it

[freshgomez]

[wclfes]

░ ♢ * — GOODBYE, GEORGIA.

THE REST OF THE STORY →  (  UNWRITTEN  )  —  After much debate, Georgia decided not to spend the rest of the summer in Rhett’s house; therefore, she chose to live in her cottage for the remaining weeks of summer. See photos here. Georgia graduated from Brown with high honors, proceeding to attend graduate school after graduating. At age twenty-six, while pregnant with Elisa, she met one of her old Brown professors, Marcus Winthrop Jacques, kindling a romance from there. They married two months later, soon to be a happy family of five. She, then, received her doctorate in medicine. The family summered in Gulf Shores; however, during the year, they resided in Augusta, Maine. Their wealth, immense, allowed for the family to travel. On one tragic day, Georgia Rosalinda Jacques died, at age forty. See here for more information.

WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS →  ( MOTHER DEAREST ) — Georgia cut ties with her mother when entering her sophomore year at Brown. However, upon graduation day, Georgia’s mother realized Georgia could stand on her own two feet and succeed. She did not need years and years of etiquette lessons, mindless manners, and to conform to Southern society’s expectations of young women. She came to the conclusion the new Georgia needed a mother to love her, not judge her.  

RED STRING OF FATE →  ( SUMMER FRIENDS, OH WHERE DID THEY GO? ) — Oliver.

[wclfes]

ilyandromeda:

“there was a young boy, and I found him crying while on the beach. I walked up to him, and asked him what was wrong. he said that his mother was no where to be found. to cut a long story short, I bought him some ice cream, and his mother showed up about five minutes later. to see them embrace, tears in her eyes, due to the fact she had thought she lost her son, was heartwarming. I loved every moment of it.”

“Reminds me of the times when I would lose my mother in the grocery store and I would be all in a tizzy. I mean, the nanny. My mother did not occupy herself with idle tasks. But I am overjoyed you contributed to the wellbeing of our community on this day.”

[falling-inlove-with-books]

She is always sitting with her little nose burrowing into books.

Frances Hodgson Burnett, A Little Princess.

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mallorytheory:

“i was recently reading this book, and it spoke all about the study of hallucinatory ‘voices’ seeming to be shaped by local culture. in the united states, the voices are known to be harsh and threatening while those heard by schizophrenics in places like africa and india tend to be more benign and playful. what do you think this says about us? i can’t imagine it says anything particularly good, and it makes me wonder just how chaotic our culture as a country is compared to others.”

“I am afraid I cannot give the best opinion on this as I do not study psychology at Brown. What book? A psychology textbook, perhaps? Hallucinatory voices... could you delve into that a bit more? Well, we all know people do not rank the United States particularly high on the happiest countries list. Also, benign. I appreciate your word choice.”

[wclfes]

noxnovak:

“good, get your ass in here.” lennox jovially replies as she fills her single empty hand with another cold beer. making her way towards georgia, she offers her the promised reward. taking a sip, her now free hand points to the shimmering fabric that hangs loosely upon the mannequin. “i can’t get the shoulders of the fuckin’ jacket right – i need you to play mannequin until i can. i’ll try to be careful, but fuck – i might poke you.” she giggles, already walking away to grab the unfinished garment and her tools. 

Georgia does not trust Lennox, especially not with pins, needles, and Coronas. A deadly combination in which Georgia could suffer from, now acting as the mannequin. “May I ask why you decided to complete a jacket while under the influence? Does not seem like it shall produce the best work.” Georgia curses herself for saying so, perhaps now she planted the idea in Lennox’s head. The cold beer sweats in her head. “Oh, bother. I sure do hope you do not poke me with one of your pins. Those suckers hurt like Hades.”

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paigesydney:

“i dont think you understand. people are going to be devastated. the go go dancers serve one purpose and one purpose only, that is to ensure that no one dies of a broken heart while morning yours truly. this is my day, i cannot and will not share it with another attention seeking soul who has used my death as their entrance into the afterlife.”

“Devastated. Well, I look forward to meeting all your friends from outside the house if you should pass over into the next world. Not typically the primary responsibility of Go-go dancers. Of course. No one would dare steal your day away from you. Although you would be dead as a doornail, so you could not tell, but.”

[wclfes]

░ ♢ * — (1) TEXT

Paige: what is this feeling? so sudden? so new?

Georgia: Do you now why you are feeling this emotion?

[wclfes]

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Sofia: the only way i'm allowing that is if you take me with you? but what's make you come to this decision my love?

Georgia: I only live twenty minutes away!! Y'all think I'm moving to a different country. While summer winds down, I need to think about the fall.

[wclfes]

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Mallory: i say it because i know it to be true. are you sure?

Mallory: i'm sure faye will miss you dearly.

Georgia: Faye leaves the house frequently for days, weeks at a time to tend to business. I have the utmost faith she will survive without me!

[wclfes]

░ ♢ * — (1) TEXT

Walker: wait, why? come on, stay here with us. you're one of sanest people around here to keep shit together.

Georgia: Isn't there a song on the radio that says the best people in life are crazy? Sane people are no fun :p

Georgia: Suppose I need to take care of a few things before I leave for college.

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Mallory: what is the reasoning behind all of this, georgia? you know that everyone here adores you.

Georgia: Very benevolent of you to say!

Georgia: No specific reason, I insist.

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Arabella: what??? why??? what happened????

Arabella: I mean if that's what you want obviously you should go for it but we will all miss you :(

Georgia: Nothing happened. Perhaps an accumulation of events, but, nevertheless, I think it best I spend some time in my own space before heading back to Brown.

Georgia: I'll miss you too, Arabella! Feel free to visit my cottage.

[wclfes]

░ ♢ * — (1) TEXT

Paige: am i? yes, yes i am actually sad about this.

Georgia: You ARE?

Georgia: I'm honored.

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░ ♢ * — (1) TEXT

Matteo: Is there a certain reason? Either way, you'll be missed dearly.

Georgia: Everyone asked me a similar question.

Georgia: I'll miss you too, Matteo! (~:

Georgia: What have you planned for this coming fall?